Turn over from love

Chapter 43 Can This Traffic Be Borrowed?
Lu Zhou turned on the computer, uploaded the video and sound source of "First Love" to Dou Le, and clicked to participate in the "Dou Le Music Creation [-] Million Reward Program", and then put away the phone to blow his hair.

Six minutes later, his hair was dried, and he opened Dou Le to check the data. The video showed 6 views, 689 likes, 17 comment, and 1 favorites.

He clicked on the comment section and took a look——

[Aren't you a photographer?Am I on the wrong set? ]
This is obviously a netizen from Ye Fangfei, because her video copy mentions "temporary photographer".

With his current account half-dead state, the video has this amount of views within a few minutes after it was sent out, which is quite optimistic.

I don't expect many people to be left behind in this wave of traffic, I just hope that the video will be successfully given a hot start and a good start.

No matter what the result is, Lu Zhou is confident. After all, even if this wave does not rise, there will be other promotional plans in the future.

The achievements of music have never been achieved overnight, and publicity requires a process.

No matter how good the song is, there are very few songs that can become popular overnight when they are released, of course, except for the popularity of well-known singers + the promotion of capital stores.

If a newcomer without capital releases a song, just be honest and patient and wait for time to verify it.

Lu Zhou forwarded the video to the family chat group, and then sent a cute emoji.

[The song written by your son himself, do you want to listen to it? @池主@汤主夫]
At this point, mom and dad are usually already leisurely at home while watching dramas and playing with their mobile phones.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Lu Zhou was bombarded by their group messages.

The wife of the owner of the pond: [As expected of my son!Good luck!They will write their own songs!Playing the violin in the video looks so handsome!Sure enough, Mom didn’t send you to learn this for nothing when you were a child, and it finally came in handy]
Pond owner: [Have liked, collected, commented and forwarded one-stop]
Pond owner: [It was posted in the family group, let them help make the list]
Pond Master: [I hope my son will have good results in this song! ]
Tang Zhu’s wife: [Your song this time, my mother thinks it’s well written, I like listening to it a little bit]
Mrs. Tangzhu: [The songs you debuted in the past are not in line with mother's appetite]
Mrs. pond owner: [Mom will go to the temple to pray for you tomorrow]
Pond owner: [A new song is released, do you need to spend some money on promotion? ]
Pond owner: [@小洲, I transferred 2 yuan for you, use it first]
Tangzhu's wife: [@小洲, I just listened to the song carefully, did you write the lyrics yourself? ]
Tangzhu's wife: [This is the song you wrote to your ex-girlfriend? ]
Mrs. Pond Master: [How did you go on that show recently?You also refuse to communicate with your mother, how did your ex-girlfriend treat you there?Are you still thinking about her? ]
Tangzhu's wife: [How do the other girls feel? ]
Pond owner's wife: [Is there any suitable one?]
……

The focus of the topic gradually changed, Lu Zhou was helplessly amused, and more than half an hour had passed after replying to the messages one by one.

After finishing chatting with his parents, he took another look at the background data of Dou Le video.

The video has 4254 views, 128 likes, 13 comments, 6 forwards, and 10 favorites.

Comment area -

[Scared me to think that photographers are so good at singing these days?I looked up and found that it was a musician certified by the yellow label, I misunderstood it]
[The violin section is quite special]
[Could it be the newcomer that Ye Fangfei's company wants to support? ]
[The song is good, look after you]
……

Comments started to have positive feedback.

Focusing on the data all the time will only promote anxiety in the brain. Lu Zhou no longer manages the backstage and quits DouLe.

Leaving the room, I found that the sound downstairs was quite lively, and other people were playing the "Mystery Guest" game on the first floor.

They were divided into two teams, one group of girls and one group of boys.

The music in the KTV mode is played very loudly, and now the three girls in the girl group are singing with microphones, and the boy group has to guess who is lip-synching among the three of them.

Lu Zhou watched for a while, listening to the sound of the speaker, he already had the answer in his heart.

After the singing is over, guess the answer.

"Jiayan should be lip-syncing, her mouth didn't move much." Wen Yiming said thoughtfully.

"I think it looks like Jiajia. When she sang, her expression was too hard. I think it must be a deliberate cover-up." Xu Junze gave different answers.

Zhang Chen answered, "Jiajia is indeed very suspicious..."

The girls smiled cheerfully.

"Unify the answers. If you lose this round again, you won't be able to turn the game over." Li Jiayan smiled.

Xu Junze turned his head to look at Lu Zhou who was beside him in confusion, and asked for help, "Who do you think?"

Lu Zhou: "Yaoyao."

There was another different answer, and it was even more difficult for them to choose.

In the end, after some discussions, the boy decided the answer was "Qi Jiajia". The reason: pretending too much.

As a result, the girls laughed and laughed, "You lost!"

"No way, is she really beautiful?" Wen Yiming opened his eyes wide.

"No! It's Yaoyao who faked it!" Li Jiayan replied with a smile.

Xu Junze patted his thigh regretfully, "Lu Zhou guessed right! You should trust him."

Chu Yao made a victory gesture and said triumphantly: "You have lost three rounds, three to two, and our woman won. We will have breakfast tomorrow depending on you."

Zhang Chen shrugged indifferently, and said, "I would like to admit defeat. I'll go buy breakfast tomorrow morning and come back."

"I can't buy it, it's too insincere, I have to do it myself!" Li Jiayan said.

Zhang Chen rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "My cooking skills... If you don't mind the quality of breakfast, just do it."

Chu Yao showed a dumbfounding expression.

Tired of playing the game, don't continue.

Qi Jiajia was bored lying on the sofa, scrolling through Dou Le videos, and while scrolling, suddenly came across the small video that Ye Fangfei posted today.

The Ye Fangfei in the video was completely different from her usual image, and this strange spoof made her laugh out loud.

"Hey! Do you see what I brushed?"

Qi Jiajia turned the phone screen around and showed it to everyone.

Then everyone looked at it and was amused by Ye Fangfei.

"So Fangfei still has such a playful side? I don't usually see it." Wen Yiming laughed.

Zhang Chen pursed his lips, glanced at Lu Zhou, and fell silent.

"Huh?" Chu Yao, who was staring at the small video, suddenly discovered a new bright spot. She read out the copywriting of Ye Fangfei's video, "The amateur photographer @Luzhou who was caught temporarily said that I danced too well before, and then I became like this..."

This sentence successfully shifted everyone's attention to Lu Zhou.

"Lu Zhou? So you took this video of Fang Fei?" Chu Yao asked out of curiosity.

Lu Zhou, who suddenly became the focus, was silent for a moment, then nodded and admitted: "Uh, yes, I just met, so I could help."

I just ran into it, so I helped out, and when Ye Fangfei posted the video, @his Dou Le account? ? ?reasonable?

How did Ye Fangfei know the Dou Le account of a street artist?

When did they know each other well enough to interact on public social platforms? ? ?

Everyone thought about it carefully in their hearts, and it seemed that the amount of information was not that simple.

In the living room, everyone's eyes on Lu Zhou gradually became strange.

At this moment, Qi Jiajia curiously took a look at Lu Zhou's Dou Le homepage, and found that there was only one video on his homepage.

She subconsciously opened the only video of her work, and the next second, the sound of music resounded in the living room.

(End of this chapter)